Kiki shook her head and watched Jason run past, speaking softly to herself as she moved past the tavern. "Silly boy... You're suppose to be resting." She glanced at Mikeal for a moment, before looking down at the drunken man on the floor. With one pale hand she plucked him from beneath the table and set him on his feet before continuing down the street. "Vrix where are you?"
Uhh... I'm not sure if I should bring him back... I may bring Jak back but Im probably just gonna make another friend of yours... If I stick around.))
The man went to thank the lady but she was suddenly gone. "Huh wah?" He looked left and right but didn't see her. "Wherr?"
"She's gone Mike, here I'll get you another drink." He steered him back into the bar.
Vrix sat in meditation before picking up and propping his sniper rifle. He was on a tall sky-scraper and was looking down upon the city streets. The prince had ordered an asassination. He was to kill the mayor's aide who was goin to the cops with information on the Vampire's existance in this world, information that shouldn't get out. Vrix fixed his sights and looked through the scope.
"Target is five minutes away." Crackled over his mobiles speaker.
"Great! Go rot in hell!"
"I intend to Alpha-one, we are after all, the damned."
Vrix smiled, the wind picking up and he adjusted his sights. "Right right. Go watch Ghost in the Shell!"
"I am! Your target is one minute away, I'm going to silence coms."
"Yea, **** you too!" The mobile cut out, he looked down his scope and spotted the mayor's aid in a crowd, and loaded a bullet into the rifles chamber. He was a stubby fat man who enjoyrd doh-nuts too much as he was scoffing one right that moment.
jason began pushing himself through the crowd of people, trying to get to the other side. he spotted the mayors aide, comping down on a donut like a cave man. disgusting. he had no other way to go, so he climbed onto the car the mayors aide was in and walk over the hood passing the aide for just the ironic moment that would save him.
Mikeal was on the floor. He hadn't eated for days, and was beginning to lose his strengh. The barman came to him and brought him up.
''Are you ok sir?'' he asked.
''I'm... fine'' Mikeal added.
As he sat down he ordered raw steak, which the barman hesitated to give him. Mikeal paid double and his will broke. While eating. the bloody meat was excruciatingly good.
He turned his head arround, looking at the bar. It was a miserable place, yet he felt comfortable in it. As if he was meant to be here. The men fighting at the entrance gave him the chills.
As he looked arround, he noticed a woman, the only one in the room. She was pale, and seemed stronger than a normal woman. He could bet she was a vampire. Then again, he didn't care anymore. He was a dog now, a remnant of a human being. Something that will spend the rest odf life life in seclusion. Fixing her yet a couple more seconds, he then returned to his meal, with violent passion.
A voice would speak into Mikeal's mind, two glowing red eyes of a woman stare at him from the pool of chilled blood forming on his plate. "Do not dread life Lycan. She died for you." For a moment her whole face would reveal itself to him, the woman he had just seen in the bar, before a drop of crimson for the piece of meat on his fork sent a ripple through the puddle, completely erasing the image.
((jr kiki walked past the window when she left, the drunken man could still run after her.))
Mikeal turned arround. The woman was gone. He runned outside and loked everywhere. Nothing.
''She died for nothing... died for a monster''.
With a yell that brought terror to the town, so it was loud and powerful, he changed himself into his lycant form before vanishing into the night, at an unmatched speed.
He was exhausted. The steak wasn't enough to fill him after days of nothing. With one last step, he crumbled on the ground, into a pile of mud. He tought he was going to die here. And he should. What a strange feeling, to have othing to hope for in life. Skyler dead, Anna lost. He close his eyes. With one last howl, he fell into unconsciousness.
She closed her eyes and bit her lip at the last little whimper of a howl. It broke her heart. She knew what he was howling for, why he was in so much pain. It came to her when Jason brushed past him. She bowed her head and slowly sank into the ground, rising soon where Mikeal lay. She shook her eyes and bent down next to him, pulling him into her lap and biting deep into her wrist. Gently she pressed the wound to his mouth. If he'd just awaken she could guid him to a safe haven for his kind. They would understand, and they would help him.
What was in contact with his lips? Blood. Of who? But the questions could come later. Mikeal began to weakly lick the wound, and soon his instincts took him again. Biting in her wrist, a greater quantity started to flow, and he swallowed it all. And everytime he bit her harder, to get more blood and flesh to his system. He started to growl.